Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1887-04-19

| ui fear, as she sprShs 70 No - ,,.ra while
ss,rcat drons Of perspiratlou stood our on W.
while hgerarl face, and grnau AFTER st9a IL ~
,rreat angIiish welei through his hv,u ip7,
SRonaldl WHY don't YOU speak 70 me- t,s
ssis5 IN an nronized voice, rs she tWiueu ~
arms about his neck. "rnhhlu' ho""''
What is the matterlr she walled -, &c,
.IIeayrn help us, Rosew he eroaned.
am YOUR brother Ronald" ,....,. fror,
,Nhatri she cried, releasing her arms lio,n
about his neck, and, staggering o aHN H.,
stors she stood gazing at him Win an III
o,odnlous look: but rs the truth slowly Dawn
Oh mon her mind her face became oven 'uoFe
hagTard than his, and, throwing her arms
wildly into the air she uttered Pve'ein7
shrek and would have fallen TO Tue hoo' nuS
that Ronald caught her In ms arms , au' in n
her gently on coucn' "heic eHe 10y
deathlike swoon. ,,to.d
Her loud cry had awakened Mrs. Manforu,
and now that lady came hurrylng ihto wy
room with look of anxiety ana wohuerineu.'
and demanding to know what was Tue hiaV
Ronald in few brief words told her oil the
discovery they had made, while he anu the
horror. stricken lady were chatting the pIoou
less hands and face OF the unconscious hose
and trying to restore her to consciousness
After several minutes of ceaseless effort on
their part Rose began to show Signs VI ny
First her lips began to twitch, her Dreath
came in short gasps, and then she opened
her eyes and looked about her with startieu
look
Ronald bent over her, but she waved nun
away, while look OF repulsion everspreau hei
face
Go away Ronald. The sight OF your
face will kill me-" and unconsclousness again
kindly relieved her mental anguish.
When again she began to show signs oi
returning consciousness Ronald quietly let
the room.
Rose gazed about with a frightened look,
and with sigh OF relief at not finding
what she dreaded, she let her eyes rest
with piteous expression on the face OF Mrs.
sOh, mammal' she mouned. ''My heart
will breaki'
The good lady tried to soothe and comfort
her, but she refused to be comforted. She
raved and tore her beautiful tresseS; she
clenched her delicate hands until the mans
were buried in their tender flesh; she DIT her
white lips until they were ermsoned with
blood she even prayed that death might re-
iieve her of her suferipgs.
Mrs Manford tried in vain to quiet her;
aud, as q last resort, gave her powerful
narcotic, under the influence OF which she
was soon sleeping soundly.
After placing her in comfortable position
Mrs Manford arose and left the room.
At the door she met the pale, haggard face
of Ronald.
HAS she recoveredr he asked.
"She is sleeping" she answered. "Now,
Ronald" she added, sorrowfuilt, you must
go away. The consequences might be fatal
were she to see YOU When she awakens."
"Oh, Mrs. Manfordn' he groaned This
is horrible! Might there not be some mis-
tallcW
II fear not" she replied, with n sorrowful
shake of her head; unless you are mistaken
in your own identity. Rose has told you the
true story of her life"
"No no, it is only too truei" he said with
Il deep groan. 81 cannot be mistaken, for |
was old enough to remember my parents, and
even my little baby sister. Oh God! | wish
to heaven had died before this occurrcdn'
There, there, Ronald Don't grieoe So"
said Mrs. Manford. IN the sight of God and
the world you are both blameless,i
at is none the less horrible for that, " he re-
piled.
''But still it is some comfort to know that
you are both innocent
"Oh my poor darling Roser' he moaned,
sadly. at will kill her. You will be good and
kind to her will you not!'
"You may rest assured of that" she
replied. Il love her too well to do other
wise.n
''God bless you Mrs Manfordr' he exclaim.
ed, fcrvently. May God deal with you as
you deal with her." and clasping her hand
warmly he passed out of the front door; and
as he Went down the walk with slow, falter-
ing step, he looked as II twenty years had
his once manly and stalwart form.
For many anxious weeks Rose lay in a rag
ing fever while the fierce ba tile between life and
death was going on over her. At times she
was wholly unconscious of the terrible strug-
gle, when she would again live over the happy
days with Ronald before the dire calamity be-
FELL her. Again returning consciousness
would bring back only too wildly the remem-
brauce of her great sorrow, and she would
rave and moan piteously until she again pass
cd away into biissful ignorance. Now it seem
ed that death would mercifully relieve her OF
| her sutferiugs, but life would renew the strug-
gle and bring her back to all her mseries.
Every day Ronald would call at the door and
inquire after Roses condition, and each time
his face was more haggard and drawn Mrs.
Manford would stand and watch his bent and
wasted form as lie walked slowly and painfully
away and then shake her head mournfully as
she closed the door.
AT last the crisis was passed, and Rose be-
gan slowly to recover. When she was able to
sit at the window and gaze out into the yard
Ron aid ceased his calls.
But she was 10 longer the light hearted,
happy Rose. During the months that follow
ed she would sit by the window for hours at a
time gazing abstractedly into the yard or go
stealing about the house q mere ghost of her
formner self.
Mrs. Manford would sometimes try to draw
! her out of these melancholy moods but on
/ these occasions she was won't to give way ia
violent fits of weeping and the good lady was
forced to give up in despair.
When her babe WAS born she again lived
over that sharp, terrible anguish and misery
Again she wavered for many weeks between
life and death, but life again claimed the vic
tory.
| At first she refused to see her babe, or even
permit 1t to be in the room where she was
| but, finally, she seemed to take pity on the
Innocent little stranger, and after that would
not suffer it out of her sight for moment.
| she would sit for ours clasping it to her bo,
som while she gael mournfully into its little
| lace, caressin9 il iundly all the while
what she suffered i'll those days none Blu.
the Almighty can tell. | feel my utter inabil.
! lty, and the futieness of my pen to correctly
| portray the hideous, horrible anguish of one
| so deica tely sensitive as Rose with such n
! CHASTITY sorrow gnawing at her heart strings
! Pardon me for the loothsome picture but
! ASK any pure, virtuous Wife. as She sits with
/ her babe on her lap to look into it's innocent
! ewes, and then imagine for moment, if she
Fan, that its father is her own brother
Ronald, as soon as Rose had recovered from
her first Illness, and he could no longer call nj
I tue house without her knowledge. became
| restless aud uneasy. He could not endure II
| remain where so many familiar scenes aroused
! such painful recollectops. lie resolved to
( iultske tHeh' ana ~ visiting new places and
| neT scenes seek to forget them. Accordingly.
alter arrnging his affairs as best he could he
| :et out aud Tor many weary months he roved
! rom pace 10 place, never stopping alWars
! MOVING The novelty of change was some re-
| le, IN that 1t prevented his mind from dwell
,uS VINO " upon the narrowing past-not that
! lie ever forgot Tor moment; for no matte,
! %here he went, or what new place he visited mai
: SAD past logged his footsteps, embitterino hi
wakcIul hours and disturbing his dreams. Ue
lelt that II was slowly sapping away his life: